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I wish I had the free flow,
Of going on so so,
Like a black crow,
Beginning to grow and show,
The lyrics I'm bringing,
The words that I'm singing,
The chords that be playing,
It's the music I'm saying,
That's got the roll
The ice the chill
Of so many I write I'm tight I'm ill.
To be rapping for ya'll.
I'm tight I'm hard.
The road the yard,
In your back yard,
Like a glass a shard,
You cut your finger,
It's sad it's tender,
Like a lamb chop dinner,
I'm good with applesauce,
I'm hard with all the force.
I'm guilty as charged.
I'm the embers charred.
I'm hot I'm fire,
Selling out I'm dying I'm in dire
Need of a higher,
Being so feeling so much I be balling.
The name the words I write I'm calling.
Jesus oh God I aint religious but I'm of God and
These words are coming from fingers of Holy,
Being, a force, white in the native land,
I'm quick to sink like quick sand.
So help me I'm falling,
And hear me I'm calling.
For ya'll to join me,
For ya'll, be on guard,
For ya'll to be sly,
For ya'll in the God's,
Name I be rapping,
I'm waving I'm clapping,
It's young and fresh,
It's rich, white cash,
It's gone it's ash,
On your cigarette,
I hardly forget.
The promise I made,
The truth that I save.
It's what I believe,
and what I foresee.
Is people not believing, is people not conceiving.
Of their own ideas, the future's real.
It's all I feel when what's done is the deal.